thePASSION.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
no more childish games.
the java chip frap is proving to be so chummy with the tastebuds that it might just take over the white chocolate mocha frap as my regular customer.
them.
they make a mockery of life.
open your eyes wide.
no rounding up or benefits of the doubt.
LKY's memoirs in french.
commonwealth.
when all that has been said and done.
there will be no more beautiful places or people left to speak of.
only materialism and competition.
when you truly care for someone, their mistakes dont change your feelings because its the mind that gets angry.
the heart still cares.
perks without the works?
wish i could, but its not right.
all those sweet smiles
all of the passion
all of the heat, the peace, the pain
and knowing too well
i couldnt hide from those eyes.
perfection at 11:56 PM
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Monday, October 24, 2011
dreams will be dreams.
it takes but a smile.
a genuine smile that comes from even the tiniest bit of bliss.
the glow on your face that smooths out your sharp features.
the look in your eyes that i've come to know so well.
still warms my heart and softens my demeanour.
thats christian bautista's "the way you look at me".
2 timothy 3:2 - 5 (NIV).
but mark this: there will be terrible times in the last days.
people will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy,
without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good,
treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God -
having a form of godliness but denying its power.
have nothing to do with such people.
the definition of prudent.
the ability to govern and discipline oneself by the use of reason.
sagacity and shrewdness in the management of affairs.
skill and good judgement in the use of resources.
caution or circumspection as to danger or risk.
the worst thing one could feel is neither love nor hate, but ambivalence.
a point on the continuum that symbolizes the encompassing of both extremes.
in javanese culture, having the ability to hold contradictions within a single body would deem one powerful enough to be a king.
but one feels nothing like a king in such a predicament as this.
being relegated to the fence, one cannot set foot on the meadow fields that lay on either side, but is torturously allowed full view.
and then, one looks up and sees the point.
i'm this sentimental, no doubt.
read my lips carefully if you like what you see
move, groove, prove you can hang with me
by the looks, i got you shook up and scared of me
buckle your seatbelt, its time for take-off
i dont think you can handle this.
perfection at 8:04 PM
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Sunday, October 16, 2011
a masochistic flavour.
eye contact.
a gesture so often emphasized yet wrought with baffling layers of complexity.
an irrationality, believing it confers more meaning than its intended purpose.
or a fear of showing that beyond the supposed uninvolvement and respect for boundaries, you care.
a mystery box.
entirety only with perseverance and well intentions.
but take heed, it should not be the unknown that truly draws.
it could, but it fails to sustain.
not every one that comes by can be taken in and beautifully expressed.
at least, the king of one.
broad enough a coverage, but using whats available to its maximum potential.
seems the most plausible strategy.
it took so long just to feel alright
remember how to put back the light in my eyes
i wish i had missed the first time that we kissed
'cause you broke all your promises.
perfection at 10:48 PM
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Friday, October 07, 2011
open net.
so good, i could sing "A Whole New World".
suddenly, i'm reading five books simultaneously.
something i never endorsed.
but if i'm ever gonna be reading anything other than my texts during the semester, doesnt seem like i have a choice.
almost forgot what it feels like to be immersed in well-crafted reads.
always too impatient before, to get to the action.
always rushed to the climax, only to neglect the climb.
looked too far ahead into the future, almost skimming just to get there.
now i remember, what being in the present bestows.
a settling, the way it feels when you let out a deep, long and calming breath.
an understanding, the way it feels when you really listen to somebody.
the beautiful words, the well-strung sentences, the apt descriptions.
they work together in sync to tease my senses and enthrall my mind.
just the way my books pamper me.
piece by piece, they come down.
the posters go, the trinkets go.
in five days, the bed goes too.
after christmas, i wont even recognize this place.
and maybe that'll be a good thing.
maybe sometimes
we feel afraid but its alright
the more you stay the same
the more they seem to change
dont you think its strange.
perfection at 9:50 PM
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Tuesday, October 04, 2011
not everything has to be said.
its quite cute when hunterr vies for my attention by attacking my newspapers.
he even plops himself down on the spread, so i can neither turn the page nor read whats on the current page.
funny how he isnt drawn to destroy or obstruct the useless picture advertisements.
i did what i did because i loved.
but its okay, its okay.
sunburnt from spending the whole day at starbucks.
what you get for having high tolerance for heat.
i wish, i could still be in a position to say this to you.
but go on and take it
take it all with you
dont look back at this crumbling fool
just take it all
with my love.
perfection at 4:27 PM
